Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk · chunk 13 of 34
Anonymous · published 1602 · first performed or written 1601 [1601-1602] (Annals) romance · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 496 words
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Let them enter, fie, fie, fie, fie, fie, his great tongue does so run through my little ears; 'tis more harsh than a yonger brother's courting of a Gentlewoman, when he has no crowns, Boy? At your service. My service? alas alas, thou canst do me small service, did thy Master send this painted Gentle man to me? This painted Gentleman to you. Well, I will hang his picture up by the walls, till I see his face, and when I see his face, I'll take his picture down: hold it Trivia. It's most sweetly made. Hang him up Simperina. It's a most sweet man. And does the Mask hold? let me see it again. If their visards hold, here you shall see all their blind cheeks; this is the night, nine the hour, and I the lack that gives warning. He gives warning Mistress, shall I set him out? You shall not need, I can set out myself. Flaxen hair, & short too, oh that's the French Cum! but fie, fie, fie, this Flaxen haired men are such pu-lers, and such piddlers, and such Chicken-hearts (and yet great quarrelers) that when they Court a Lady, they are for the better part bound to the peace: no, no, no, no, your black haired man (so he be fair) is your only sweet man, & in any service, the most active: a banquet Trivia; quick, quick, quick. In a twinkling; 'slid my Mistress cries like the road-woman: quick quick, quick, buy any Rosemary and bays? A little face, but a lovely face; fie, fie, fie, no matter what face he make, so the other parts be Legitimate, and go upright: stir, stir Simperina, be doing, be doing, quickly; move, move, move. Most incontinently, move, move, move: o sweet! hay ho, as I live I must love thee, and suck kisses from thy lips; alack that women should fall thus deeply in love, with dumb things, that have no feeling? but they are women's crosses, and the only way to take them is to take them patiently; heigh ho! set Music Frisco. Music, if thou hast not a hard heart, speak to my Mistress. Say he scorn to marry me, yet he shall stand me in some steed, by being my Ganymede: if he be the most decayed Gallant in all Venice, I will myself undo myself, and my whole state to set him up again: though speaking truth would save my life, I will lie to do him pleasure: yet to tell lies may hurt the soul: fie no no, no, souls are things to be trodden under our feet, when we dance after loves Pipe; therefore here hang this counterfeit at my bed's feet. If he be counterfeit, nail him up upon one of your posts. By the moist hand of love I swear, I will be his Lottery, and he shall never draw, but it shall be a prize. Who knocks? Why 'tis I knave.
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Let them enter, fie, fie, fie, fie, fie, his great tongue does so runne through my little eares; tis more harsh then a yongerbothers courting of a Gentlewoman, when he has no crownes, Boy? At your seruice. My seruice? alas alas, thou canst doe me small seruice, did thy Master send this painted Iyntle man to me? This painted Iyntleman to you. Well, I will hang his picture vp by the walles, till I see his face, and when I see his face, Ile take his picture downe: hold it Triuia. It's most sweetly made. Hang him vp Simperina. It's a most sweet man. And does the Maske holde? let me see it againe. If their vizards holde, heere you shal see all their blind cheekes; this is the night, nine the houre, and I the lacke that giues warning. He giues warning Mistris, shall I set him out? You shall not neede, I can set out my selfe. Flaxen haire, & short too, oh that's the French Cu! but fye, fye, fye, this Flaxen hayr'd men are such pu-lers, and such pidlers, and such Chicken-heartes (and yet great quarrellers) that when they Court a Ladye, they are for the better part bound to the peace: no, no, no, no, your blacke hayred man (so hee bee fayre) is your onely sweet man, & in any seruice, the most actiue: a banquet Triuia; quicke, quicke, quicke. In a twinckling; s'lid my Mistris cries like the rod-woman: quicke quick, quick, buy any Rosemary and Bayes? A little face, but a louely face; fye, fye, fye, no matter what face he make, so the other parts be Legittimate, and goe vpright: stir, stir Simperina, be doing, be doing, quickely; mooue, mooue, mooue. Most incontinently, mooue, mooue, mooue: ô sweete! Hey ho, as I liue I must loue thee, and sucke kisses from thy lips; alacke that women should fall thus deeplie in loue, with dumbethings, that haue no feeling? but they are womens crosses, and the only way to take them is to take them patiently; hey ho! set Musicke Frisco. Musicke, if thou hast not a hard heart, speake to my Mistris. Say he scorne to marry mee, yet hee shall stand mee in some steede, by being my Ganimede: if he be the most decayed Gallant in all Uenice, I will my selfe vndoe my selfe, and my whole state to set him vp againe: though speaking truth would saue my life, I will lye to doe him pleasure: yet to tell lyes may hurt the soule: fye no no, no, soules are things to be trodden vnder our feete, when we daunce after loues Pipe; therefore heere hang this counterfeit at my beds feete. If he bee ounterfeit, nayle him vp vpon one of your poastes. By the moyst hand of loue I sweare, I will be his Lotterie, and he shall neuer draw, but it shall be a prize. Who knockes? Why tis I knaue.